Faster Than a Speeding Bullet...

So you were all losing sleep over the Superman story I'm sure so I thought I'd report back quickly. The evening went well, really well. I got there about half an hour early to plan my escape stratgey and go through all the scenarios in my mind. Is he on some 12 step program and needs my forgiveness? Is he setting this up to tear me down again? Did I just dream this email from him?

He showed up right on time as usual. I thought it would be more uncomfortable than it was. He apoligized for everything, even the breakup which to this point I blamed myself for. Turns out he pushed me away the more I tried to get close to him. He pushed until I finally, and literally, pushed back. And for the record may I say I'm not a physical violence kid of person. It was surreal seeing the person I dated so long ago, saying the things I wish he'd said then. One quite obvious theme of the night was chemistry. I remembered exactly why we dated. He is charming and smart and so many things I look for. He also named the three things I did during our relationship that made him so happy. Number three was trivial (because I forgot it...Ha!), number two was scratching his back every night until he fell asleep, and number one was the baby birth. I could explain it, but that would do it no justice. It must be experienced.

One particular thing that did concern me and still does is his roommate and best friend. I received some very vicious emails from him after our breakup. Come to find that Superman was the one to stop these emails attacking me. Now that he was out with me again Superman didn't say anything to him, so that can of worms we will wait to open. On a positive note, his other roommate and his neighbor are big fans of me. Actually all but one of his friends loved me. Why is it the best friend that doesn't? I know why, but I'll keep that to myself.

We went on to talk for five hours. We talked about his family whom I love and loves me, and his friends who as I said feel the same. I've never felt so reassured of myself ever. Coffee turned into dinner which lead to us hanging out again. I really didn't think I would have the rush of feelings for him again, but I did.

We decided on tonight to hang out after I was done hanging with The Scoobies. That could be a blog in itself. Reguardless we decided to see Milk at the Manor Theater tonight. The movie was ok, but the experience was amazing. We laughed at the same times and interjected our own humor as well. By the end of the movie my head was practically on his shoulder. Where was this coming from? We closed the place down and talked outside about the new Street Fighter movie coming out, Watchmen, and of course Comparing Milk and Brokeback Mountain. I got the feeling he wanted to go home so I hugged him and threw another witty comment his way. We laughed again and he turned to leave, so I pulled his shirt toward me and kissed him. I kissed him? You may not know this, unless you've dated me, but I don't make first moves. I get fumbely and nervous, but this time I grew a pair and kissed him and may I say for the first time in public ever. All in all it was a ten on the dating scale. I'm so excited to hear from him again I can barely wait. I'm sure this isn't the last you will hear of Superman, or the drama of the roommate.

Bradley James